There were only more than 100 tubes of medicine. Sun Bowu selected more than 100 soldiers with better physical fitness from more than 200 soldiers based on their weight ratio to inject the medicine.

In principle, psychological evaluation is also required to improve the success rate.

The last hundred or so soldiers were left in the canteen, waiting quietly for Sun Bowu to speak.

Sun Bowu touched his bald head, feeling heavy, and said: "I'll give you an hour to prepare. Time is tight. Just do whatever you want. We will gather in the temporary laboratory in the administrative building in an hour, and then...

Thank you all."

After speaking, he lowered his head and left, not daring to look at them again. After today, I don’t know how many of these living lives are left.

These soldiers also left the canteen one after another. Some went to stay in familiar places and recalled their life in the army. Some returned to their dormitories, took out family photos from under their pillows and put them in their pockets. Some went to the second floor of the canteen.

, take out the ingredients and make a delicious hot noodle meal. Everyone cherishes the last hour.

Outside the Third Military Region, Xu Zhuo pouted, seeing that there was no new news, he planned to change places to listen to the information.

He walked around the perimeter of the military area and soon discovered that there was a large open space in front of him. It was strange that this open space appeared in a place surrounded by woods.

The open space is located to the west of the military zone, and you can vaguely see many erected objects inserted there.

Xu Zhuo was curious, bowed his waist, and cautiously approached there.

When he got closer, he realized that it was a temporary cemetery, and the objects erected were pieces of spiritual tablets, covering the hills to the west.

The people buried in the soil are soldiers who died after the virus outbreak, and they will rest here forever.

Xu Zhuo snorted coldly and said to himself: "Tsk, I thought there was some secret weapon hidden."

The hour ended quickly, and the soldiers gathered in the administrative building. No one among the selected soldiers was absent.

In the laboratory, in addition to the heavy-faced Sun Bowu, there are also Big Batch and Peng Zhong, all three of whom are wearing protective clothing and standing in a row.

Deng Yun has been arranged to a separate room, and the laboratory has been completely vacated.

"The job of you two is... to help carry the body to that door." Sun Bowu pointed to the door on the right side of the wall behind and said.

He pointed to the door on the left and said: "The room over there is used to display people who have successfully awakened."

Modifying the human body with genetic agents will consume most of the body's energy, and those who succeed will inevitably fall into a state of lethargy.

"Dr. Sun, please relax," Big Guard reminded.

At this time, Sun Bowu's face was heavy and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. Now he had to decide the life and death of the soldiers outside the room. Thinking of those faces, his heart was extremely heavy.

"Let's get started..." Sun Bowu took a deep breath, turned the handle, and slowly opened the door. He felt that the door weighed more than a thousand pounds.

The first soldier came in. He was lying on the experimental table with an anxious expression. As the needle was inserted, his breathing became heavy and his whole body tensed.

"Control your desires and keep your heart." Sun Bowu reminded the soldiers.

His fingers trembled and slowly landed on the button for injecting medicine.

The medicine was slowly injected into the soldier's body under his solemn gaze. He held his breath and anxiously observed the data fed back by the instrument and the reaction of the soldier's body.

There is a red button next to the button for injecting medicine. When the soldier fails to awaken, pressing this button will kill the soldier immediately without causing the soldier to continue to suffer or mutate.

The soldier's body soon began to convulse, and he let out a low growl of pain. The virus in his body was activated, and the blood vessels on his skin bulged and stained black. After more than ten seconds, the red light of the instrument flashed, signaling an alarm.

Sun Bowu's heart sank, and the instrument alarmed, which meant that the awakening failed.

The soldiers began to mutate, granulations appeared on the epidermis, and the muscles began to expand irregularly, as if they were about to burst the epidermis.

"Dr. Sun!" Peng Zhong on the side reminded that if we don't deal with it now, when the soldiers completely mutate, the entire laboratory will face a disaster.

Sun Bowu looked at the red button but didn't press it for a long time.

The experimental bed began to shake violently due to the soldier's mutation, and the soldier's eyes turned deep red.

"Dr. Sun! It's almost too late!" Peng Zhong's eyes were sharp and he clenched his fist.

Sun Bowu gritted his teeth and pressed the red button, and a medicine containing violent toxins was quickly injected into the soldier's body. The rioting body quickly stopped struggling, and the soldier's body gradually returned to normal, but his heart had stopped beating.

Peng Zhong and Big Guard carried the body onto a mobile stretcher and pushed it to the room designated by Dr. Sun.

A living person disappeared in front of his eyes, and Sun Bowu felt a sting in his heart. This was the reason why he left Tianxia Group. When he found out that the organization was conducting human experiments, he resolutely chose to leave.

Taking heavy steps, he opened the door of the laboratory again and looked at the soldiers outside. With a lump in his throat, he said in a hoarse voice: "Next one."

The injection of medicine continued, but soldiers continued to fail one after another. Sun Bowu's heart was so painful that he was almost numb. He mechanically pressed the red button to end the lives of the losers.

By the time one hundred and twenty-three soldiers finished injecting the medicine, his glasses were filled with bloodshot eyes. Only fifty-three soldiers had successfully awakened, and the remaining seventy soldiers had died.

This success rate is extremely high, but Sun Bowu is not happy at all. He slumps in his chair, tears flashing in his eyes.

Peng Zhong and Big Guard looked heavy, as lives passed away before their eyes. The impact of death shocked their hearts.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and Zhu Kai walked in with a heavy face. His lips trembled slightly, he hesitated, and slowly asked: "How many people succeeded?"

When Sun Bowu saw Captain Zhu come in, he felt a little bitter when he thought about the agreement he had made with him, and replied: "There are fifty-three."

"That's pretty good. The success rate is higher than I thought." Zhu Kai squeezed out a smile, but his eyes were already wet, "Okay, it's my turn."

He walked to the experimental table step by step, lay down on it with a calm expression, and motioned to Sun Bowu to insert the syringe for him.

"Captain Zhu..." The big escort took a step forward to persuade, but was held back by Peng Zhong beside him.

He looked back at Peng Zhong, who shook his head at him. He returned to Peng Zhong again and lowered his head.

Sun Bowu got up from the chair, looked at Zhu Kai lying on it, and suddenly understood the other person's feelings.

The sacrifice of the soldiers made the old regiment leader feel pain. Not only the soldiers today, but also the soldiers who were sleeping in the mountains behind the military area, all became a knot in Zhu Kai's heart. No matter what the result of this injection of medicine was, the other party just wanted to accompany him.

Accompany your soldiers and bear the pain with them.
Chapter completed!